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I hate Daylight Savings Week

It happens every 6 months. Every 6 months. Every 6 months my home state of Virginia like most of the states in the union decide to participate in an antiquated tradition that has long out-lasted it's usefulness, Daylight Savings Time; spring up, fall back. Every 6 months. Really don't have a major issue with that. What I do take issue with, is how whacked out our bodies are for the next week or so. This morning, I overslept. I overslept yesterday as well.

By roughly an hour.

Ain't that cute?

Should I go to sleep an hour early? Sure, if I want to admit defeat! Ha, that'll happen. I'll whip these stupid sleeping patterns yet.